The Ranch

Braxton:

"I'd say so," he chuckles. "Must be real horny, huh Savannah?"

He watches the door in the backbar mirror and doesn't recognize the well dressed young man who just came in and is talking to Savannah in the foyer area.
 
Chris

The door opened, letting Chris in, where he was met by a fine lady. Chris spent a few moments to take in her beauty before answering her greeting.

"How can I help you?" he heard the lady say.

It dawned on him that he didn't yet know for certain what kind of an establishment he was in. Perhaps being too forward and finding out this is a trivial bar may lead to an unpleasant encounter with a local bouncer. He decided to play it slowly.

"A nice evening drink would do handsomely," he answered, and after some hesitation added with a smile: "And whatever else you are offering."
 
Savannah

Savannah gestured to the bar, "Our bartendar will fix you up with any drink you wish... as far as what else we offer... How about the chance to live out your wildest fantasies?"

[OOC: for now, bartendar is a non-character, so just write your drink order into your post.]
 
Chris

"Thank you."

Chris seated himself by the bar and waited for the bartender to fix him a light cocktail out of white chocolate liquor and a few other ingredients. He leaned over and ran his palm down the outside of Savannah's arm, caressing it carefully.

"And what," he whispered, his lips next to her ear, "if my fantasies are a little kinky?"

Having said that, Chris pulled back, grinning widely and watching carefully for her reaction. Now was the moment of truth; either he gets beaten or he is in for a wild night.
 
The man sat at the bar and ordered his drink. She smiled at him as he reached out and softly slid his hand down her arm. He leaned towards her, his hot breath tickling her ear as he whispered, "And what if my fantasies are a little kinky?"

"We can do kinky... though it might cost you extra depending on what your kink is," she answered.
 
Chris

That was it! He wasn't lied to, this place what he hoped for and now he was going to have a long, fun night. Chris felt a shreik of excitement run up his spine.

"Please," he said, "do not mention money. I will make it more than worth your while." With that he pulled two 100 dollar bills out of his wallet. He put one on the bar, next to his untouched drink and held the other one out to the beautiful readhead. "For your trouble so far," he smiled.

Having flashed his wealth, Chris hid the wallet back in his pants and turned back to Savannah. He ran his hand through her pretty red hair, feeling its soft texture. Then brushed it across her cheek gently, enjoying the touch of soft skin.

"Perhaps we can go somewhere?" he said. "My fantasy happens to not take place in the barroom."
 
Savannah

Savannah figured before he ever flashed his wallet that the young man came from wealth. Now she knew.

"Of course, follow me." As they headed to the door leading to the private rooms, Savannah stopped briefly by the Sheriff's table.

"Can you keep an eye on things for awhile? And if the customer who called a bit ago comes in, see to it that DJ takes real good care of him. Thanks." Savannah hoped he would think to check the monitors in the office ever so often to keep an eye on her and the new customer and Randy and Stevie with the young woman.

After they'd left the reception area and entered the hallway, Savannah asked, "Will a regular private room suffice... or did you require something special?"
 
Chris

Chris watch Savanna swing her hips under that tiny skirt, getting hotter by the moment.

"Will a regular private room suffice... or did you require something special?" She asked.

Now that they were alone in the hallway, Chris grew bolder. His arms hugged her around the waist, pressing her hips and pelvis into his. Then one sneaked down and cupped her buttock.

"Let's go special," he grinned. "You never know what you might need."
 
Savannah could feel his growing arousal as he pulled her body into his. She chuckled when he answered her question. "Then the kink room it is."

She led him down the hall and into the room wondering what he had in mind. She let him survey the room and its contents before asking, "What would it take to make your fantasies come true? Oh... I don't think I caught your name."

[OOC: there's a description of the kink room and its contents on this page: https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?threadid=274823&perpage=25&pagenumber=6]
 
Chris

"Oooh-la-al!" Chris exclaimed seeing the "kinky" room. This way way more than he dreamed of. It turned him on even further.

"My name is Chris, and you are?"

"Savannah," she answered.

"What a beautiful name, Savannah," Chris said, trying it on the tongue. "It suits you."

"As for what it will take to please me..." Chris trailed off for a while scanning the room's rich variety of props, then snapped back. "A very willing you, for a start, and then we will see. This..." he walked around the oral chair, unable to immediately determine its purpose, "...I'm sure we can figure out. And we'll need these..." he picked out a cockpump and two nipple pumps. "These will be useful I'm sure," he said, looking over an assorted array of dildos, and plugs. "I don't like these," he said, holding two big and heavy nipple clamps. "But these light ones might be fun, no?"

He took a paddle, frouned, and tossed it away: "who would want to use this?! Now, this on the other hand," he took a small leather flogger and slapped Savannah's skirt-clad bottom with it lightly. "This will be lots of fun!"

Finally, he picked up a ball gag and a spreader bar, nodding admiringly, as he examined each object.

"You do have various handcuffs and such, of course?" he asked. "I also want whipped creame and chocolate in liberal amounts. Well, when you are ready, sweet Savannah, come over and give me a nice kiss."

OOC: Is there already a bondage bed? If so, I might like a shot at that too. Nice dungeon, by the way! ;)
 
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Randy

"Obviously, I've never done this before... where should we start?"

I looked between Miranda and Stevie, knowing Stevie, he would want me to take the lead. "Shall we get comfortable?, I asked. I nodded to Stevie and I pulled off my half-shirt.

Randy and Stevie stood topless before Miranda, their growing erections plainly evident in their shorts. "Would you like some help undressing, or do you want us to continue? I think you are right about some stretching erercises, before we collaborate on pleasing you. Who do you wish to be 'point-man' for the stretching?"
 
Savannah

[OOC: bondage bed I can't remember if it was ever said that it was put together, but it got used later on, so I guess so. ;) ]

Savannah watched as Chris chose the things he was interested in using during their play. "Oh I'm very willing," she replied. "However, this room does have one rule. There's always a safe word if either of the participants are bound or restrained. Red happens to be my personal favorite."

In answer to his question about handcuffs, Savannah crossed the room and opened a cabinet, revealing handcuffs, leather restraints, spreader bars and various lengths of ropes and chains.

She crossed over to the intercom and pushed the button for the bar, instructing the emergency bartendar to bring the chocolate and whipped creme from the mini fridge to the kink room. A soft knock announced his arrival and Savannah quickly opened the door and took the items from him.

"I believe we now have everything you've requested." Savannah glided seductively across the room, her hips swaying inside the tight black dress. Coming to a stop in front of Chris, she reached up and put her arms around his neck and guided his head to hers. Her lips pressed against his and her tongue darted out to sensuously lick across his bottom lip before slipping inside to dance against his tongue.
 
Chris

Chris tasted the sensation of her red lips and tongue dancing with his. His own tongue came out to play in Savanna's mouth, dancing around, exploring new territory. Meanwhile his hands caressed her back, pressing her body into his.

His hands ran down and cupped her ass again, this time grasping at it firmly, and massaging the buttocks. His tongue became more aggressive, assaulting her mouth with his tongue, biting lightly at her lower lip.

Chris' cock was already hard, uncomfortable in his pants, but Chris didn't want to take it out yet. He just shifted it in his pants, to give it more room. He pulled away from Savannah, tugging on her lower lip for a moment, before releasing it from his teeth.

"Why don't you take off that blouse, sweetie?" He requested.
 
Savannah

[OOC: It's a dress. ;)]

Savannah stepped back and crossed her arms, her hands grasping the thin straps of her dress and pulling them off her shoulders. She released the straps and dropped her arms, shaking her a body a little to coax the dress down over her firm breasts and curvy hips. The dress landed at her feet, revealing her body, now totally bare except for the strappy black heels on her feet.
 
Chris

OOC: Ah, the dress! Sorry, messed up. I hope Savannah doesn't completely shave her pussy, or I'm about to make another blunder. ;)

IC:

"Whow!"

Chris watched the erotic sight before him, mesmerized and incredibly turned on by Savannah's sexy body. Her breasts jiggled incredibly as she shook the dress off, their beautiful nipples standing up. Finally, her pussy came into Chris' view, hot red hair testifying that the woman was a natural redhead.

"Oh, this is too hot!" Chris groaned, unable to contain his excitement and approached her, breathing heavily with lust. His hands reached out and grabbed a breast each, squeezing the beautiful playthings and pinching those nipples between his fingers.

His right hand slid down along her smooth abs to play around the small patch of red hair between her legs. Then it dropped firther, and Chris ran his finger along Savannah's slit.

Chris ran his hands back up her body, lifted her breasts and then released them, letting the fun mounds of flesh bounce beautifully. He put his hands on Savannah's shoulders and pushed her down suggestively. His cock was rock hard, almost ready to tear open its fabric prison.
 
Braxton:

When he heard "the kinky room" on the intercom when Savannah asked for chocolate and whipped creme, he turned to DJ and said, "DJ, I'm going to the office to make sure the monitors are working.
"I'll be right back.
"If that caller comes before I get back invite him in and give him his first drink on the house and be his hostess please."

When she answers he goes to Savannah's office and turns on all of the switches to the rooms and sees Steve and Randy with the woman in one room and Savannah and the male in the 'kinky room' where she was standing naked as he fondled her.
 
Luke Short, local rancher:

Luke parks his 4x4 pickup, walks to the door and presses a doorbell button and waits patiently for an answer.
 
dj

She hopped of the stool and went to look at the screen that showed who was there she hit the button and looked out on to that screen again seeing the man that had to be this Luke she was told about seeing that big old Stetson he wore she was sure this was that rancher.

"Well, Howdy there how can I help you sir?"

DJ was ready to open the door but not sure yet how things worked around her but then again being her first day she wanted to make sure she did things right so if this was that Luke short she heard she would let him in. hearing the mans name she hit the button and let the man inside moving to the front door a big old smile lifted to him.

"Howdee Mr Short I'm Dj ya'll come on back in here have your self a drink on the house the boss lady busy but I am sure I can help ye out some come on."
 
Savannah

[OOC: well she was bare, but we can just say it grew back. ;) ]

Chris approached her and explored her body with his hands. A shiver of pleasure ran through her when his fingers pinched her sensitive nipples. She moaned softly when his hand slid between her legs and rubbed her slit.

His hands moved back up her body and grapsping her shoulders, pushed her down to her knees. Savannah knew what he wanted and she looked up at him and licked her lips before reaching out and unbuckling his belt and popping open the button of his pants. Using a trick she'd learned early in the business, she grabbed the zipper between her teeth and pulled, unzipping his pants with her mouth.

The plump head of his cock peeked out of the waistband of his silk briefs as the shaft strained against the soft material. Her mouth covered the soft silk and slid her lips up the silken covered shaft before reaching the exposed head and flicking out her tongue to lick the helmet. Her fingers curled in the waistband and pulled and the briefs slid down his muscled thighs and landed at his feet.

Starting at his sac, she licked upwards, her tongue flat against his hardness as she slid up to the head. When she got to the top, she opened her mouth and engulfed his head between her full lips. She slid down, impaling herself on his iron rod. When the plump head reached the back of her throat, she took a deep breath through her nose and plunged further down, her tight throat closing over his shaft as it pushed deeper into her constricting passage.

As she bobbed up and down his shaft, her tongue licking as she moved, her hand came up to massage his sac.
 
Chris

Chris moaned as Savannah licked along his cock, just barely touching his sensitive balls, then taking him into her lovely wet mouth.

Her tongue felt nice on the underside of his hard hot cock, as she slid her mouth over it. Then - gasp! - she took him deeper yet, into that tight passage, which grapsed the bulging head of his cock and massaged it as though it had a mind of its own.

Chris held her head in place, stopping it from pulling away, savoring the sensation of having his dick plunged into her throat for a few moments. Then he let her go and moaned as she proceeded to bob her head up and down his meat, letting it slide all the way down her throat before pulling back.

The sensations were so intense that Chris worried his knees would fold under him. He stopped Savannah, though it took every last shred of concentration and selfcontrol remaining in him.

He sat into the oral chair, grabbing a can of whipped cream on his way. Having put a generous dose of cream on his cock, balls and skin surrounding them, he motioned to Savannah.

"Do you know what to do now, honey?"
 
Savannah

"Umm... yummy," Savannah replied and proceeded to lick every drop of cream from his cock. Her tongue swirled and slid around his shaft and the soft skin of his sac as she cleaned off the cream. Every inch of skin around his thick shaft and balls was explored as she lapped up the sweet confection.
 
Chris

Chris smiled watching her eat - not out of the palm of his hand, even, off the tip of his cock! Her tongue felt pleanantly ticklish on his skin as she licked the tasty white cream off him.

"Had a good meal?" he laughed when she was finished, leaving the areas of his body where creme was shiny with her saliva. "Now lets get back to that wonderful blowjob." When she took the tip of his cock between her lips, he reached out and put his arm on the back of her head, then pushed it insistently, until Svannah swallowed the entire length of it. Her nose was pressed into his pubic hair while his balls rested on her chin.

"Umm, that's it, honey," he moaned, letting go of her head. "Fuck that mouth over my dick all the way. Show me what you got."
 
Savannah

Savannah let him push her head down, his cock sliding down the tight passageway of her throat. She knew some johns got off on feeling in control. After all, she was in the business of making a john's fantasies come true.

The hair at the base of his cock tickled her nose as he pressed her down before letting go. She moved up and down his cock, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft as she bobbed. Her tongue flicked under the sensitive rim of the head as she rose to the top and then pressed against the pulsing vein as her mouth slid back down. Each time she swallowed him fully, she hesitated for a moment before moving back up, knowing men loved the sensation of having their cock squeezed by her tight throat muscles.
 
Chris

Savanna's skillful sucking was driving him mad. Her throat muscles especially were nothing like he had ever experienced. Some girls in college did take him deep in, but they were amature, while Savannah definitely knew what she was doing.

That, coupled with the fact that this was Chris' first time with a woman within the last week or so, makes it easy to explain why he felt cum rising from his overfilled balls, about to be pushed over the edge.

"OH, Savannah," he moaned loudly. "Finish me with your hand. I want to see my cum all over you!"
 
Savannah

Savannah felt his cock tightening inside her mouth and she knew he was close.

"Finish me with your hand. I want to see my cum all over you!"

"Anything you say baby." Savannah stood over him, her hand slipping sliding on his shaft as she pointed his cock at her chest. She stroked him fast, her fingers bringing him closer and closer until he moaned and cum shot onto her breasts.

When the last of the cum had shot from his slit, she smiled. "You like that? You like to see a woman drenched in your cum?"
 
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